Chapter 241 Pass

The scorching sun was shining, and the pedestrians on the road were sweating and were covered with barriers on the official road. The Huns arranged heavy troops here in order to capture the crown prince Liu Zhengqi, who was the Han Dynasty alive.

Several Hun soldiers retreated to the slanted rear of the level. They occasionally glanced at the level and sometimes looked at the movements in the distance.

The one who is really responsible for the investigation is the Han people who were forcibly recruited into the army by them.

"Hurry up, hurry up, haven't you eaten?" A loud shout came into my ears. In this hot weather, I became more and more restless.

Although they were wearing military uniforms assigned by the Huns, they all frowned and looked at the man who shouted loudly.

It is strange that although most people surrendered to the Huns when they had no choice but to assist in the defense, their inspections showed that they seemed extremely strict. But in fact, they were just taking advantage of the troubled waters and doing things perfunctorily.

However, some people seem to have suddenly found their own parents. They spared no effort to please their new masters. For their own promotion path, they have forgotten where their ancestors came from.

This middle-aged man who kept calling is a typical example.

What is amazing is that he is not born with ugly eyes and is ugly.

At a rough look, it feels quite handsome.

Several Huns pointed at this place and smiled.

The man worked harder and even the thin layer of water droplets on his forehead had no time to wipe it away.

However, he did not notice that the Huns who talked about him had the same eyes as his own companions, which were disdain and contempt.

"Driving..." A sound of wheels rolling from afar. Five or six people rushed over with two carriages in a dusty face. Behind them, several batches of crops leading animals were followed.

Above the level, the Han leader who was responsible for the investigation was strange in his heart. It was almost noon, so why did there be more people?

He walked up in person. The two big trucks were cabriolets, and there were some hay and debris inside, which made people see at a glance.

After a glance, he knew that there was no mystery in it, and his eyes moved along the car to the people next to him. His brows frowned.

These people are burly and although they have a decent smile on their faces, their eyes are fierce, and they can immediately see the rebelliousness in the eyes of these people.

His heart was trembling, and a sudden burst of goose bumps appeared on his vest, and he felt a faint murderous aura.

Swallowed, he twisted his neck with difficulty, and saw the face of the man following the carriage. His eyes suddenly opened to the maximum. His eyes moved down to the man's right arm, and he saw that there was nothing empty and he immediately gasped.

No surprise to his reaction, a cold ridicule spilled out of Zhang Zihua's mouth, even in such a hot day, it was chilling.

His left hand had already tightly held the poisonous short knife inside his clothes, and after the man shouted loudly and attracted everyone's attention, he would take his life with one knife.

No matter what the reason is, those who are willing to serve the Huns are the ones who should be killed, and they are not willing to die.

However, his movements stopped halfway, and the short knife in his arms was not pulled out.

Because the Han leader had turned around, he actually blocked Zhang Zihua with his body and handed his back unsuspectedly to the prisoner he was searching for.

"No problem, let them go." A hearty voice came into everyone's ears. Their expressions were a little unnatural at that time, which was a mixed feeling of emotion and amazement.

Zhang Zihua looked away and as the car slowly moved forward, he thought a lot in his mind. Should he change his plan and take Liu Zhengqi away?

"There are three checkpoints ahead, all of which are guarded by the Huns themselves. Be careful, sir."

When he passed by the Han leader, he heard such a sentence in his ears, which was humble but extremely clear.

He sighed, and his heart was broken.

The cart slowly moved out of the level, and the more than 20 Huns on the side were unaware of this.

Zhang Zihua suddenly staggered, "Ouch..." and almost fell.

The middle-aged man who had been yelling in his mouth heard the movement and glanced at the place. It was this time that he seemed to be immobilized and could no longer move his eyes.

After Zhang Zihua hid in a hurry in the shadow of the cart, he suddenly disappeared from the man's sight.

"Stop..." A shocking sound came from the man's throat.

This scream immediately attracted the attention of the Huns, and more than twenty eyes looked here in unison.

The man ran to the cart in three steps, and shouted, "Zhang Zihua, I found you."

Behind him, the Han leader held the knife handle tightly, and his thick fingers were filled with a strange pale look due to excessive force. His eyes were staring at the ecstatic back. A slight cold light flashed by, and the waist knife was already unsheathed.

The man ran to Zhang Zihua with a red face. However, when he saw those cold and bone-breathing eyes, the joy on his face suddenly solidified, and there was no more excitement in his eyes, replaced by boundless fear and regret.

His body was like the dead leaves in the autumn wind, trembling. He clearly saw Zhang Zihua moving, and there was a bright and dazzling light in his hands, the beautiful brilliance that could cleanse the soul.

He fell heavily to the ground and his life ended.

Zhang Zihua raised his head, and his eyes never glanced at the man who was willing to fall. He gave a thumbs up at the Han leader with his remaining left hand.

"Alas……"

With a whistle, the Hun soldiers reacted very quickly, immediately raising their weapons and turning their horses on.

"Let's go..." Jiang Kongming shouted fiercely, and more than ten men who were standing in front of each other, greeted each other, and immediately fled away.

The two teams chased each other, and in a short while, they disappeared.

"Brother, what should I do?" A frightened guard asked until now.

He looked at him coldly, causing the other party to shivered involuntarily, and then he calmly said: "Catch up."

Although he had only one arm on his body, Zhang Zihua was relaxed and relaxed when riding on the horse. He led everyone to gallop north. Following him were the more than twenty cavalry of Huns.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. As he expected, these Huns were obviously not elite troops. Although their riding skills were much better than ordinary Han people, they were much worse than the group of elite soldiers around him.

The distance between the two sides has not narrowed, but has a tendency to widen.

The Hun leader suddenly shouted loudly, his voice was shocked and angry, full of disbelief.

"Swoosh..."

A bowstring sounded, and a sharp scream came from behind. Zhang Zihua turned around in shock and saw the Hun leader falling down from the horse's back. At his throat, there was a shiny and crystal-clear feathered arrow.

"Babys, save your lives." A sudden shout came from the dense forest on the side, and dozens of cavalry flocked out.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Huns immediately turned around and ran away.

But the dozens of cavalry were prepared, and some people had been waiting in the rear. After a rain of arrows, they fought each other in a short time. In a moment, more than 20 Huns were buried here.

"Commander Liu? Why are you here?" Zhang Zihua exclaimed, his eyes patrolling around, but he never found the target in his heart.

"Mr. Zhang, there is no need to find him. Your Highness the Crown Prince did not come." Liu Zhengzhong naturally knew what he was worried about.

Zhang Zihua stared into the old general's eyes, as if he saw something from it. He sighed sadly and said, "General Liu, you are indispensable to the prince."

Liu Zhengzhong shook his head, and he flatly rejected this sentence: "If His Royal Highness can reach the Qilin Legion safely, with Brother Tan's care, it will be much more reliable than me, an old guy with a false reputation. Besides..." He paused, swept his eyes around, lowered his voice, and said, "We are indeed too many people."

Zhang Zihua nodded silently and asked quietly: "How many people are there around His Highness?"

"Liang Gao Fenggong and Hua Liang's boy, a total of twelve people."

"Ah... Actually, General Liu shouldn't have come here in person." Zhang Zihua sighed.

Liu Zhengzhong smiled bitterly and said, "If I don't come here, these kids will probably be difficult to restrain."

After all, Zhang Zihua was just a literary student. The old man who came out of the prince's mansion naturally knew his origin and obeyed his words, but those soldiers from the Northern Frontier camp did not take him seriously. At the beginning, Zhang Zihua only brought more than a dozen old men from the prince's mansion to travel, which was the reason.

Except for Liu Zhengzhong, the commander of one of the five major legions, no one can shock them.

Zhang Zihua said silently, and after a moment, he asked, "Is Gao Fenggong reliable?"

"He has promised me." Liu Zhengzhong said lightly.

Zhang Zihua looked at his eyes and nodded deeply for a long time.

Liu Zhengzhong suddenly laughed and said, "The Fang family is full of loyalty and martyrs, and Brother Bohu is even more tragic. I, Liu Zhengzhong, are both the commander, how can I let them be more beautiful than before?"

Zhang Zihua also laughed and said, "What a great Commander Liu. Since that's the case, let's go together."

The two looked at each other and laughed, whipped the horses, and headed towards the north. Although there were only a few dozen cavalry, they had the boiling momentum of thousands of troops.

"Brother, look, the Huns."

After they left, several people slowly arrived. One of the riders saw the bodies everywhere, jumped down to check it out, and looked back and shouted.

A burly man came to him by horses, which was the Han leader who was just before the level.

He frowned and carefully examined the traces on the ground and the dead bodies.

"Brother, there are about a hundred cavalry. They ambushed here to capture all these Huns."

"Um."

"Brother, what should we do now? Do we clean up the place?"

"No, make me messed up."

"What?"

"After going back, I said that a large number of troops were found here, at least...at least three hundred people."

"Three hundred people?"

"Not bad, three hundred people..."
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